The family bed

CHAPTER FIVE

Stepping out of the shower and feeling better, Donna Howell hurriedly dried herself, being careful not to linger too long on sensitive places. It was late, almost noon, and she hadn't slept that late in the day since she could remember. She had concluded that her feeling tired was the result of too much sleep, having successfully put her restless dreams out of her mind.

Once dry, she walked quickly into the dressing room, put on brassiere and panties, then slipped into a comfortable shift. The cabin had been quiet since she awakened, and although she was not anxious to face Sheri or Ward, she was curious to know what was happening. The incident she had overheard in the middle of the night was far enough away now that she could look upon it with some degree of objectivity, and she knew that it was essential for her to become more of a mother than she had been in the past. Somehow she had to make her daughter realize that a relationship with Ward Murdock, a man old enough to be her father, was wrong. How she might succeed in doing this, Donna wasn't sure, but she did know something had to be done. Why it could even affect Kevin in some way, and that was totally unthinkable as far as she was concerned. It was too late to salvage Sheri's innocence, she had to keep him from discovering their shameful relationship.

She left the bedroom quietly, walking down the hallway without looking in the bedroom where Ward and Sheri had performed their indecent perversion the night before. The thought of the bizarre act made her spine tingle, though she wasn't able to interpret her reaction as repulsion or wicked excitement. She just knew that she didn't dare even think about it.

At the doorway of the living room, she hesitated, listening for voices or some sound that would indicate what her children were doing, but she heard nothing. It seemed that she was alone in the cabin, and she walked to the kitchen, seeking some sign of activity.

Breakfast dishes were placed in the sink, and the electric percolator light was on, indicating that some coffee was still in the pot. The scent was pleasant, and she went to the cabinet where cups were kept, taking one out. When she picked up the coffee pot to pour out the steaming liquid, she saw a note that had been left beside it. She finished pouring out a cup of coffee before she picked up the note to read it.

"Mom, didn't want to wake you, so hope you don't mind my taking your car. Have gone up to Badger to go skiing. Expect Sheri and Ward to join me. Will be back by five. Kevin."

She smiled to herself as she reread the note. An afternoon of skiing was certainly innocent activity, even if Ward Murdock was to be with them!

It wasn't until Donna had finished cooking and eating some bacon and eggs, that she began to feel rejected. Normally after eating breakfast she would be hurrying to school and to work, but with the children gone, she felt the day would be wasted. She could only find solace in the fact that Kevin had said in his note that they would be back by 5 p.m. While cleaning up the breakfast dishes, she decided to spend the afternoon working on term papers, hoping that she would be able to stop feeling sorry for herself.

It was shortly after one in the afternoon, and Ward felt certain he would find Donna Howell up and about. More important, she would be in the cabin alone, and Kevin and Sheri wouldn't be returning from skiing until after five. It meant he would have four hours, and that was enough time to do what he wanted to do.

Everything had worked out well, at least Sheri had appeared to believe his story, when they reached Badger. He was a bad liar, so he had telephoned the lobby of the resort hotel and left a message for himself at Badger to call his business partner. Amazingly, it had worked.

Now, turning back into the parking lot of the resort, Ward was humming to himself, pleased and convinced that it would be a very interesting afternoon. The moment he had met Donna Howell the night before, he knew that he had to fuck her, and she was certainly the equal of her daughter in beauty, if not superior. More important, she was a woman, not a young, budding girl, and if he sized things up correctly, she would provide him with pleasures that would even outweigh those he had had with Sheri the previous night.

The front door of the cabin was unlocked, so he walked in, listening for sounds that would indicate where Donna was. He heard nothing, so he called out her name.

"I'm in here…" came the reply, and following the sound of her voice, he walked through the living room and down the short hallway.

"Am I disturbing you?" he said as he entered the sitting room. She was seated at a desk, her back to him, and he quickly sized up the room. At one side was the desk and on the opposite side was a sofa and chair set with a table lamp set between. He thought the sofa was the convertible type that made into a bed, but the room was fairly dark with the drapes closed, the only light coming from a lamp on the desk, so he wasn't sure.

"No, I was just…" She turned in the chair to see Ward standing at the doorway, alone. "Are the children with you?" She thought it odd that he was alone, and she spoke without thinking. After she had said it, she was sorry she'd referred to Kevin and Sheri as children.

"They're on the slopes… I had an errand to run, so I missed out…" he answered, smiling as if he was making a joke. Then he added, "But I'm glad for the opportunity to visit with you… if you have the time, that is."

He seemed sincere and so polite, she didn't know what to make of his sudden arrival. She had thought she wouldn't be able to look at him after overhearing the wild sex scene the previous night, but now that she was talking to him face to face, it wasn't so difficult after all.

"Certainly… I was just going over some term papers. Can I get you something to eat?" she said, standing up from the desk chair.

"No thank you, but perhaps…" he looked at his watch. "It's a little early, but it's such a cool day, suppose I fix up some hot buttered rums?"

She wasn't sure whether to say yes or no, but reflecting on it, she thought it might calm her nerves. "If you like, that would be fine…"

"Be right back then," he said, and he turned and disappeared down the hall connecting the sitting and bedrooms with the living room. She followed him, going as far as the hallway, and walked into the small bathroom off the hall to wash her hands. Almost unconsciously, she looked at herself in the mirror over the basin, making sure that she looked presentable, then drying her hands with a towel, she returned to the sitting room. She switched off the desk light, and going over to the sofa, turned on the lamp placed between it and the chair. She sat down on the sofa just as Ward entered with the drinks.

"How do these look?" he asked holding out one of the steaming cups.

"Perfect. Thank you," she replied as she took the offered drink.

Ward held his cup up, looking across the rim at her eyes. "To my gracious hostess, and an exceptional parent!" and he sipped down some of the heated liquor.

She felt flattered in spite of herself, and she knew that her face reddened slightly. "You exaggerate, but thank you…" she said, then drank from her cup to hide her embarrassment.

He sat down beside her on the sofa. "Not at all… Kevin and Sheri are exceptional kids, especially considering that you've raised them all by yourself!" He wanted to put himself in proper perspective by reminding her that he was her age too. He knew he wouldn't get anywhere if she thought of him as Sheri's boyfriend.

She was suddenly remembering the scene that she had overheard, and again her protective instinct was aroused. This was her opportunity to possibly save her daughter from him, though at the moment she wasn't sure how. She could only smile pleasantly, as if gracefully accepting his blatant compliment.

He sat quietly, watching her sip down more of her drink, and he was convinced that he was taking the right track. "I suppose kids today are young adults much sooner that when you and I were young, but I can't help feeling that they shouldn't be allowed to grow up too quickly." He hoped that statement would make her think he had no sexual relationship with Sheri, but instead only took her out to give her the things she missed not having a father.

Donna nodded and smiled, but inside she was seething. Yet she wondered what he was getting at, and she remained quiet, waiting for him to get to the point.

"I suppose I do have paternalistic feelings… I hope that doesn't disturb you?" he added, expecting his words to drive the message home.

It disturbed her tremendously, but she nodded her head from side to side, then gulped down more of her drink in hopes the liquor would keep her calm. "I don't see anything wrong in that, Mr. Murdock," she answered. She certainly didn't want him to know that she was aware of his true relationship with her daughter. At least not then, she thought.

"Good… I'm relieved to hear you say that, Donna," he replied, and then he turned toward her, looking directly into her liquid eyes. "Sheri is a beautiful girl, and there is no question about where she got her looks…"

It suddenly dawned on her what Ward Murdock was after, and her initial reaction was anger. Apparently this thirty-three year old Lothario had the nerve to make a play for her too, and that kind of gall infuriated her. But before she reacted openly, something else entered her mind, and it showed her the way she might possibly protect her teenage daughter. Yes, in fact, it might be the only way she could protect her!

"You're too flattering, Ward," she said softly, and she lowered her eyes as if to be coy. But her mind was going rapidly over the situation, and she thought if she did go along with his advances, it would keep him away from Sheri. The only question in her mind was whether she could tolerate a sexual encounter with him. Yet, if it was the only way to save her daughter, she knew it was a sacrifice she would have to make.

"To be direct and honest, Donna, the moment I saw you, I was captivated. You are beautiful!" he said in deep, whispered tones, and taking the cup from her hand, he leaner closer. She didn't back away nor show any sign of resisting him, so setting the drinks aside, he leaned over and kissed her full on the lips. She seemed to open her mouth willingly, and he was somewhat surprised at how easily he had won her over, but he dismissed the thought, completely absorbed by her sensuality. He kissed her long and deeply, pushing his tongue into her warm wet mouth in the ultimate French kiss.

Donna felt it was then or not at all, and when he made his move, her decision was final. She was going to allow him to take her, but for one reason only, and that was to keep him away from her daughter from that moment on. She was unsure of her actions, it having been a long time since she was kissed like that, and her pride was such that she couldn't allow him to think she was easy either. After a moment, she twisted her face away from his, but he stayed close, his lips covering her bare neck with kisses.

"Please… I…" She was feeling tensed up from the thoughts that were passing through her mind, lewd thoughts that made her wonder why she was really letting him touch her.

"I want you, Donna…" he said, his voice a deep, raspy whisper, and he began to unfasten the buttons running down the front of her shift.

Suddenly the reality of the situation hit her, and she wanted to run away, escape his searching hands. But she didn't move as she remembered her plan to save Sheri from him. If she kept him busy, then at least he wouldn't have the opportunity to corrupt her young daughter any more than he already had, so she took a deep breath, knowing that she was committed to the complete act.

"I don't know… please, Ward, let's take time to think this out…" she said, wanting him to believe she was thinking him serious. Her statement made him want her all the more, and his voice took on an urgent tone.

"Donna, you know you want me too… I'm going to fuck you… now… admit you want me to fuck you!" he said his voice sounding hoarse and dry.

His use of the crude word made her shiver, from excitement or disgust, she wasn't sure which, and before she could think what to say, his hand was suddenly moving into the open front of her dress, heading for her brassiere. She was momentarily spellbound by the uncommon sensation, and she realized she was enjoying it too much.

"Wait… please… not like this…" she said as she moved away from him. Then she saw that he was confused, and she believed that he might not proceed but instead actually give up. "I want it to be right!" she added to keep him interested. She stood up then, the front of her dress falling open and exposing the white raciness of her brassiere and panties underneath, and she held out her hand to indicate she wanted him to stand also. He did, but he immediately began to undress, and to avoid looking at him, she leaned down to the sofa and began opening it out into a bed.

So it was a sofa-bed after all, Ward thought as he pulled off his clothes, and seeing her so casually opening it for them made his blood speed through his body even faster. It left no doubt that she was ready and willing to let him fuck her, and his thick penis was fully erect as soon as he stepped out of his shorts. Jesus Christ, he thought, a mother-daughter twin score right in the same cabin! Before Donna could turn around to face him, he moved to her, pulling her shift away from her shoulders to let it fall in a heap on the floor. She turned, her eyes directly on his, and placing his hands on her slim waist, he pulled her close to his naked body. His hard, erect cock slid easily between her smooth inner thighs, a rigid reminder of what she was about to get.

"You haven't told me how you want it…" he said softly. As he spoke, he reached behind her back, and finding the hook of her brassiere, unfastened it, letting the material fall away from her full firm breasts. The voluptuously rounded mounds of flesh stood out high and proud, and the pink nipples on the tips began to harden as he brushed against them with the dark curly hairs on his chest.

She told herself over and over that she was doing it for Sheri, doing it to protect her daughter from him, but it was hard for her to ignore the pleasures pouring through her nearly naked body. She couldn't allow Sheri's seducer to possess her mind too, so she turned her face away, trying to control her emotions. She could feel the full rigid length of his throbbing cock rubbing hotly between her smooth thighs, and the thick rubbery head seemed to be pressing into the flimsy fabric of her panties as if it could drill right through it. She had to get it over quickly before she succumbed to the heat of her wickedly rising passion.

"Fuck me… yes, just fuck me lying on my back with my legs spread open," she said softly, surprising even herself with the choice of words. Yet at the same moment she was telling herself that it was vile and crude to be fucked by the same man who had done it to her teenage daughter too. It was an act that she could never let herself enjoy.

But her lewd words were all the encouragement the depraved older man needed, and he pulled Donna tightly to him, kissing her deep and hard. The contact with her body was overpowering his senses, and everything about her seemed to smell and taste like pure, unadulterated sex. Lifting her up without breaking away from the kiss, he carried her to the sofa-bed and laid her panty-clad body gently down on the soft mattress. She seemed a little tense, in fact enough so that he was unsure of how much he could get away with, as it was hard for him to believe she would fall for his line so quickly and completely with little or no effort on his part. Yet, having her voluptuous body so close was stimulating beyond reason, so he proceeded slowly taking care not to disturb her reverie. Reaching down across her smooth, trembling belly to the elastic waistband at the top of her panties, he pulled the filmy material slowly down over her flaring hips.

Though believing she felt no passion, no arousal, the voluptuous mother unconsciously arched her buttocks off the bed to make the removal of her last remaining garment easier for him, and as her blonde curling pussy hair was exposed to the cool air, she realized her cunt was moist and warm beneath it, despite her resolve not to feel anything. The moment was totally different from any previous experience with a man, and Donna wondered if it was what she had overheard the night before that made her feel so stimulated and free. She knew that maintaining objective presence of mind was going to be difficult, as she lifted her legs up so that he could slip her panties all the way off and leave her completely naked and vulnerable to his advances.

His excitement growing with each passing second, Ward traced the line of her smooth-skinned thighs with his fingernail, and when he felt her lightly waving pubic hair brush against his hand, she seemed to let her legs go limp as if inviting him to go further, but he held back. He wanted to look at her closely, tease into her moist pink vagina with his tongue, and explore every inch of the heated passage. He wanted to be assured of her total submission to his demands, and he felt certain that his tongue worming around up between her legs would do the trick.

Easing his lips away from her open mouth, he ran his tongue down the sensitive flesh of her long, shapely neck, and hesitating there for a moment, he licked and nipped at the taut muscles. She moaned quietly, a humming sound which started deep in her throat, and he felt the transmitted vibrations against his lips. He wanted her to groan like that until she had to scream out for his throbbing, hard penis, and he moved on down her body with his tongue, pausing at the full round flesh of her breasts. The tiny pink nipples at the tips were hardened into erect little buds of pleasure, and he opened his mouth wide to breathe hot air over them. Kissing one of the desire-hardened nipples, he took it into his mouth, laying his warm, wet tongue under it as if he were testing the temperature of some succulent food, and then he licked wetly around it and closed his mouth to suck and nip it gently with his teeth.

"Oooohhh… that's…" She caught the words before they came out, trying to resist the growing excitement in her body. The pleasure from his teeth biting at her nipple seemed to travel down to the pit of her belly, and the fire ignited there seemed to burn more brightly. It was arousing to experience such sensual delights, and the hard-working mother reminded herself again that it was only to save her daughter that she was allowing him to take such liberties with her nakedly stripped body.

Her smell and feel were unbearably sensual, and what the bachelor was finding seemed almost unreal. He found it hard to believe that a woman with two teenage children could appear so virgin-like and innocent, yet that was precisely the impression he got. Though warm and willing, Donna Howell reacted like it was all new to her, and he was anxious to show her what sex was all about. Raising his head up from her breast, Ward traced the smooth flatness of her belly with his tongue, and it left a wet trail to the sparse beginnings of her triangular-shaped pubic mound.

Donna had become so engrossed in the pleasure from his lips on her breast that for a moment she was unaware of what he was leading toward, but suddenly she realized that he intended to continue his sucking, only instead it was going to be down between her legs – there in her defenselessly naked pussy! He had slithered down upon the arching slit of her quivering vagina, his head just at the junction between her thighs, and knowing what he was about to do made her recoil in sudden fear.

"No, no, no! Please… not that… ooohhh!" she groaned, afraid that her already tortured mind could not take such a lewd act. She twisted her hips around in a futile attempt to escape his grasp, but he had taken a firm grip on her legs and was holding her fast.

"You're going to love it, baby!" Murdock said with demanding authority, and she was so surprised by his colder tone of voice that she stopped struggling. He was staring up between her widespread thighs, looking hungrily at the thin vertical slit of her vagina, edged so delicately with soft blonde pubic hair. Tiny gleaming droplets of her excitedly seeping cuntal moisture trimmed the blonde curls, then more was visible as her cunt began pulsating gently like a flowering rose blossom covered with dew. Her clitoris stood out rigidly, a tiny pink bud of quivering pleasure, and he placed his thumbs on either side of her yearning pussy-lips, spreading the soft curls of pubic hair apart with deliberately hesitating action. The coral-colored flesh of her throbbing vaginal mouth was completely exposed to his gaze.

"Oooohhh God!" Donna moaned, turning her head to the side. It was horrible and humiliating that she should be so excited by his actions, and she closed her eyes tightly as she groaned out in helpless shame. She was petrified for having given in to such a debasing act with hardly a struggle, as she knew exactly what her own inaction meant… that she actually wanted this! His breath was grazing hotly against her sensitive flesh, and she drew in her own breath as she felt his head move closer to her helplessly exposed vagina. Then it happened! Her whole body jerked convulsively as his tongue shot out to probe her glistening cuntal furrow. She was lost!

"Oh – oh – no!" another groan escaped from her throat as she ground her hips shamefully down into the sofa, but the bestial outrage continued down between her nakedly quivering legs. Her stomach churned with the terror filling her mind, and she cried out an animal-like wail of unwanted passion as his tongue licked hotly at her inner thighs, then shot up into the thumb-spread folds of her vagina lips to swirl teasingly around the hardened bud of her throbbing clitoris.

"Ooooohhh… Gooodddd! Pllleeassee!"

She tried to draw her legs together in an effort to keep the lusting tongue from driving her insane with passion, but Ward was too strong for her, holding her legs wide apart as he dipped his head toward her openly spread cunt. His tongue wetly covered her throbbing clitoris with heated sensations, and his lips closed around it to suck the bud-like nerve center up inside his mouth. Electric-like bolts of excitement thundered through her as she felt his teeth nipping at the sensitive bud, and like a wanton whore from the streets, she threw out her legs, kicking them wide apart and open to his lewd oral assault up between them.

"Aaaaggghhh… oooohhh!" Tilting her head up, the helpless young mother stared with tear-filled eyes at his devouring of her thumb-spread pussy. She was stunned by the recognition of the depravity of such an act, and it was one that she had never permitted previously when her husband was alive. But she couldn't stop the violent bolts of pleasure that were permeating her body from the tip of her toes to the top of her blonde head.

Slipping his hands under her softly rounded buttocks to lift her pelvis up tighter to his probing tongue, the heartless bachelor squeezed the pliant flesh, holding the twin cheeks tightly with his fingers while he ran his tongue around and around in the soft wet valley of her wide-splayed cunt. Her thighs raised so openly to his face made him press deeper in the juicy flesh, and slowly and deliberately he ran his tongue down to the tiny clenched opening of her vaginal passage. The elastic-like orifice seemed to flower open to his touch, and with absolute sureness, he thrust his tongue deep up inside the passion-drenched walls.

"Oooohhh!" she wailed, her mind vaguely wondering why she had not let such a thrilling thing happen to her before, but she still insisted to herself that she was submitting to this man for her daughter's sake, and nothing more.

Driving his tongue like bolts of lightning, Ward felt her giving in completely to his lewd cunt-licking, and he roamed with his hands around the crevice of her arched buttocks. Finding the soft curving nether valley with his fingers, he spread the cheeks wide apart as he orally fucked her with his hotly swirling tongue. Her firmly tensed inner thighs held his head locked against her burning vaginal passage, and he could feel her pushing her loins up against his sucking mouth with increasing intensity and abandon. Prim Mrs. Donna Howell was giving in to his oral fucking, and with that knowledge adding to his confidence, he shoved his middle finger into the parted cheeks of her buttocks, seeking the tightly clenched circle of her puckered anus. Finding the elastic-like orifice in the narrow hairless valley, he wormed his finger around to screw it slowly up inside the rubbery ring, and she moaned out deliriously into the silence of the room.

"Uuuggghh, ooohhh! Aaaaggghh!" Donna was confused by the strange new pleasure that streaked through her lust-inflamed body. It was like she was being assaulted by two different men at the same time. His finger explored the rubbery opening to her rectum, and then suddenly, his tongue was pulled from her seething cunt to flick out wetly at the edges of the stretched nether opening. She wanted to scream out her rapture as the fiery sensations danced through her body with multiple, wickedly growing explosions.

"Ooooh, God. Please… don't… oooh!" She protested weakly, as all the while she was raising her hips up to the tongue endeavoring to rape her tight little anus. She cried out again and again, her complete degradation overwhelming her thoughts, her blonde head tossing from side to side while the horrible realization of shattered control flooded through her, her body quaking with self-reproach at its lewd, uncalled-for reaction. She sobbed in shame and humiliation as the pleasure-giving tongue kept licking on and on, flicking obscenely from her vagina to her anus and back again with complete freedom. Her loins began to quiver, to jerk with a frenzy of raw nerve ends. The love-starved young woman could no longer fight the intense ecstasy she was experiencing, but gave in totally to his lewd demands. She began to cry, and moan profusely now, but now… now it was for the fulfillment she had so long denied herself. She ground her desire-soaking cunt in to his face, her only wish to submit to his slightest whim, and she circled her naked loins against his mouth, thrilling in the wanton lust of his lewdly stabbing tongue.

Ward wanted to make her cum with his tongue before he fucked her, and he went at his oral fucking like a machine gone mad. His girlfriend's mother was hotter and wilder than he ever would have hoped, and he was elated over his decision to try and get inside her panties. Working his tongue furiously in the heated depths of her seething cunt, he stroked and teased until he had to come up for breath, and then he bent down to it again, parting her tightly clenching little passage with his slickly pointed tongue. Her body began to grind and roll with the deep slow agony of a mounting climax, and she twisted her head while moaning loudly.

"Oooohhh, God, keep it up, keep it up! Fuck it! Oh, God! Fuck it – harder!" Donna wasn't fully aware of what she was saying, as she had never before been so close to release in her life. With his mouth sucking on her lust-maddened pussy-flesh, the young widow was experiencing for the first time in many, many years the real sensual gratification of desire, and she writhed and jerked with faint mewls of passion rising from her chest, her face tensed with animalistic abandon.

She was almost there… she knew she was! "Oooohhh, God! Fuck… oh, fuck it hard!" she chanted as he screwed harder up into her inwardly sucking pussy with his long tongue. His hands seemed to touch every sensitive part of her body like a raging sheet of flame; her breasts, anus, clitoris, all aroused beyond the point of reality. Her cunt was pulling his tongue deeper and deeper up into her, sucking and draining at the warmly flowing saliva as she tingled from one end of her writhing body to the other. It was heavenly… better than anything she had ever known…

Ward worked furiously, sure that his new conquest was on the verge of orgasm, and suddenly she moaned again, her voice sounding like the depths of lusting passion transcribed into a wailing sigh. "Ooohh… oooohhhhh… yessss! Now… now… now. Now!!!! I'mmmmmm cuuummniinnnGGG!!!"

She jerked and heaved against his relentlessly sucking mouth, twisting crazily as the hot spasms of orgasm flooded through her body, carrying her to the heights of unbelievable ecstasy. Heated secretions from her viscously clasping cunt ran slowly out of her vagina to be sucked up by Ward's greedily working mouth.

She groaned out her joy over and over again, mouthing out the path of her new-found pleasure that would lead inescapably to a life of total sensual depravity.

It was done, he thought, his self-praise enlarged by the taste of Sheri's mother's wild, uncontrolled orgasm. Donna fell back onto the sofa-bed after a moment, her body still jerking with the last of her climax, and he raised his head up from her wetly quivering cunt, a wide grin of triumph spreading across his face. It was his turn now, and he was more than ready to begin.

Opening her eyes, Donna was confronted with the sight of Ward's lewdly grinning expression, and immediately shifted her gaze down in order to avoid the obvious glee in his eyes. Her gaze fell on the dark tangle of his pubic hair, and she gasped as she saw the huge throbbing cock that stood straight out from his loins. It had grown even larger, the purple-colored head like a clenched fist on the end of a vein-covered arm. It looked menacing – and dangerous.

Seeing the wonder in Donna's glazed eyes, Ward wanted to shock her, and he grasped his blood-engorged cock and began to stroke it lewdly. It was obvious that the size of his long thick penis was frightening her.

"Now, it's my turn… you're going to get a fuck like you've never had before!" His grin widened and he thrust his hips forward to add physical emphasis to his statement.

The woman on the sofa-bed gaped at the giant, lust-stiffened cock in complete misery, and her naked body jerked in convulsive anticipation. She was filled with shame, yet she was excited, stimulated, and the thought of what he was about to do made the fire in her belly burn even brighter. A new sense of wantonness was now a part of her being. She stared at the tip of his throbbing penis, studying the dilated end-slit with its drop of moisture tucked just inside, then shifted her eyes down to the shaft, realizing what it could to do her. It would split her tiny, unused cunt apart!

"You're… you're so big!" she gasped, her eyes wide with terror. "I… can't take it…!"

"My turn now, baby… your cunt is ripe and ready for a good fucking… and it's high time you found out what it's like having a real cock fucking you again!" He watched for her reaction as he spit out the lewd words, and the change in her expression indicated that his crude choice had had its effect. He could see that she was frightened, and he intended to again change her whimperings of fear into cries of passionate lust.

He laughed openly, narrowing his eyes to look down at her freshly assaulted cunt.

"I want to fuck you dog-fashion! Turn over! Get up on your hands and knees!"

"No!" she gasped, a faint memory of what she had heard through the wall last night suddenly coming back to her. "Pleeassee… I can't take it… ohhh, God, pleaseee!" But her words were muffled by the sofa as he forced her over onto her stomach.

"I'm going to fuck you from behind… now!" he said with certain finality, then grabbed her by the waist, lifting her into a slave-like kneeling position that left her buttocks waving lewdly in the air behind her.

Ooohhh God she thought helplessly. He's going to do it to me like he did to Sheri, my baby!

It was like she was bent over in total subjugation before a master, an object for his lust and nothing more, even worse, she was convinced he would certainly injure her with his massive cock. Looking back beneath her swaying breasts, she saw his knees holding her legs widely apart, then forcing them out still further. She saw the hairy sac containing his cum-filled balls swinging freely beneath his long rigid penis, and the thick purple head of his penis was pointing menacingly up between her thighs, its tip almost pressing against her moist pink cunt.

"Take it in your hand and put it in!" he ordered, all the while thinking how differently he was treating her in comparison with Sheri. Mother and daughter were similar in appearance, but there the likeness ended.

"No, please! Oh, God…" Donna moaned helplessly, knowing she couldn't stop herself even if she wanted to. She trembled, realizing that the reason for allowing this sexual encounter had now taken second place to the overwhelming desire in her body. She wasn't doing it to protect her teenage daughter anymore. She was doing it because she wanted it… she wanted to be fucked by this man, her own little girl's boyfriend!

"Do it… now… damn it, I can't hold off forever!" he commanded, squeezing the soft flesh of her white inner thighs with his strong fingers, and cruelly pulling them wide for an easier entrance into her tight, pulsating cunt.

Lust conquered fear as her body instinctively reacted to his demands. Donna reached back between her legs and wrapped her hand around the thick fleshy cock, feeling the blood pounding hotly through it. Guiding it into the passion-drenched opening of her fearfully quivering cunt, she moved the thick cock-head back and forth to part the moist hair-lined slit of her vagina, and when it made contact with her clitoris, she felt a tantalizing shock of further pleasure coursing through her nakedly kneeling body.

"There…" she sobbed, feeling the completeness of her humiliation. She was no better than a whore, she thought, wanting his cock more than anything she'd wanted before.

The warmth of wet cuntal flesh around the head of his throbbing cock was like a blanket of soft delight, and the stirring pressure in his balls began to build even higher. Shifting his hips forward, Ward pressed his painfully pounding cock-head against the tightly restricting mouth of Donna's desire-moistened cunt, and to his surprise the smooth rubbery tip sank easily up into the tight warmth.

"Oooohhh…" Donna moaned. Her face was mashed heavily down against the mattress as she lurched away from the giant penis driving into her cuntal slit, but Ward's hold on her was like a steel vise.

He pushed harder, the rubbery flesh of his cock-head slipping up inside her palpitating opening another inch until the clasping tightness of her unused pussy resisted.

"Oooohhh… no, no, no… don't fuck me too deep, please… I can't take it!"

Firmly then Ward continued pressuring into her heated cuntal depths, ignoring all pleas of mercy. Inch by inch he thrust his way into her nakedly squirming belly, slowly filling her virgin-tight passage with the length of his huge throbbing penis.

"Aaaagghh…!" she cried. It felt like she was being stretched to the bursting point by his entry, the walls of her stretched vagina so tight that she could feel every wrinkle and ridge of his massively thrusting cock. She didn't think he could possibly fuck up into her any deeper and she was relieved when he hesitated for moment. Her relief was short-lived however, for seconds later he grunted and slammed his hips forward, his unyielding rod of hard male flesh tearing through her until the spongy head struck with sickening agony deep against her cervix.

"Aaaagghh!" she grunted from the pain, sure that she had been ripped apart. When Ward flexed his cock several times, she whimpered like a hurt dog, and in answer received yet another painful thrust, his sperm-filled balls swinging like a leaded pendulum up between her widespread thighs.

The tight wet warmth of her quivering cunt felt too good, and Ward didn't wait to give her a chance to adjust to his massive size, but immediately began to fuck in and out of her vaginal passage, his long hard strokes pounding relentlessly deep into her belly. His lust-contorted eyes stared without mercy at the helplessly subjugated form bent over on the bed before him, seeing her buttocks begin to wiggle in time to his driving rhythm, seeing the smoothly curving back sloping down to her flailing blonde hair and twisting head, a picture that made the sperm in his balls churn with lusting passion.

"Ooohhh! Ooohh!" Donna now began to chant in time to the long hard strokes, her upturned buttocks grinding back and taking up the demanding pace he set. She fucked back wantonly now, rising to each of his forward strokes, spreading her thighs wide apart to take him as deep as possible between them. Nothing else mattered except the hard thick cock pistoning deep into her hungrily clasping cunt. There was no purpose or plan now, no sacrifice for her daughter's sake, but only the ultimate lusting desire of being fucked, fucked good, fucked hard and deep.

"Ooohhh… good… so good… give it to me, darling… fuck me good!" she groaned as her sexual frenzy took full control of mind and body. The lewd words streamed from her mouth in unfamiliar cries of passion, a passion she had not realized possible, a passion magnified by the lust-inciting tongue-fucking she had gotten earlier. Nothing had ever been like it before, and she loved it! Loved it!

Ward Murdock's sudden, almost strange success with Sheri's mother was forgotten as the bachelor engrossed himself in her gratifying reactions. The only thing that mattered now was the way she thrust her buttocks back against his driving cock. His grip tightened, pulling her milk-white buttocks up to his loins with violent strength, then pushing her away again as he fucked rhythmically into her. He wanted to make her scream with the pleasure of his assault, to beg him to pump his hot sticky cum deep inside her belly, to drain his aching balls dry. Her writhing cuntal flesh was like hot melted butter around his throbbing penis, the slick walls clasping every part of it like a rippling wave of heat.

"Oh, oh! Oooh… ooooohhhh… oooohhhhhhhhh!" Donna began to chant, her lovely face contorting with sensuous passion, bearing no resemblance to her normal expression. Then, words spilling from her mouth incoherently, she cried: "Hard! Harder! Oh, Ward… Ward, darling! Fuck… me… hard!"

Ward grunted deep in his throat in an effort to drive his throbbing cock even farther up into the tender vaginal flesh. He watched her heaving breasts that quivered salaciously with the shock of his punishing cock in her cunt, and the tiny rivulets of perspiration that ran down between the berry-tipped mounds.

Then suddenly Donna began to convulse under him!

"Oh, my God! My God… it's going to… to happen… to me again! It's almost here! I can feel it! Oh, God! Ward… I'm going to cum! Oh, yes! Yesss… Ward! That's it! I'm… I'm… cuuummmmiiinngg! Aaaaaaaaauugghhh!"

He pounded deeper and faster into her, with every ounce of his strength. And as he felt her spasm wildly under him, her cuntal lips sucking voraciously at him, he felt his own white-hot sperm begin to race the length of his cock in welcome release. His lust knew no bounds then, as his body convulsed in one final, slamming plunge far up into the hidden recesses of her still cumming pussy, the semen jetting from him through the tiny slit in his cock-head in a seemingly endless stream. And she ground her buttocks back at him, to take all of him, to receive all of his steaming fluid deep into her wildly contracting womb.

Donna moaned aloud. Her soft white thighs quivered and her belly quaked with the intense pleasure of her orgasm. She could clearly feel the expansion of his cock buried in her and the warm moistness of his sperm as it splashed into the depths of her nakedly spasming belly. Dear God in heaven! Never had she realized that such pure joy existed on the face of the earth. With a final convulsion, she ground back against him, her heart pounding in her breast, her mouth open wide and gulping air into laboring lungs to forestall the dizziness that tried to overcome her. Her eyes were clenched tightly shut as wave after wave of relaxing euphoria swept through her, and for the first time in her life she was fulfilled, completely satiated.

Ward collapsed then, pinning her down to the sofa-bed under them. Donna tried to think clearly, but no coherent thought came to her. Every fiber of her being was concerned only with the physical part of her. Later, she would be rational and try to think through what had happened, but for now she found it impossible.

One thing she did know for sure: she had really and truly been fucked! Ward's cock was still buried deep inside her and she could feel the liquid warmth of his semen as it began to run in a tiny, viscous rivulet from the mouth of her vagina down her thighs, pooling on the bed beneath her.

"How was that?" he whispered breathlessly.

"God, Ward! It was really… unbelievable," she murmured, her breath still coming hard.

The young mother's mind began to whirl with thoughts of lust, not trying to decipher the perverted events that had put her there on that sofa-bed naked with her teenage daughter's thirty-three year old boyfriend! She didn't care what her reasons had been, but she knew that there had to be more of this, much more. She would arrange it, and if she could judge by the way Ward was gasping over her, she wouldn't have any trouble at all convincing him.